My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. She found herself anxious to read more of him, and the next Wednesday she went to the British Museum and hunted first among the half-crown magazines for his essays and then through various scientific quarterlies for his research papers. Between herself and yonder evil mind she had the strongest buckler God could give—love. “Forgive my coming in,” she said to Ennison. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself.
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